Category: poems

The snowfall will always be a reminder of what I left behind. The bitter-sweet goodbye: the tight hug and the words of love. The tears I forced not to fall pretending to be strong while my heart crushes into bits of pieces. Just like the wilted tree on winter, It will pass, The emptiness will…

The wait is driving me crazy The pressure is making me go nuts. I know indulging to my weakness will just tear me apart. Calm the nerves, Come back to your senses, Nothing to worry, Don’t be in such a hurry. If it’s meant to be, then it will be done.

It always seems to be within my reach, Though somehow it always slips farther away. It makes tears fall down my eyes, It’s all I can do. No words of protest, Just tears of sorrow, disappointment, agony. Will it ever be mine? Or will forever be just be within my reach? Advertisements

I crave a life where the meek is exceptional, Being assertive is somewhat a weakness. When introverts are far more acceptable, Not perceived as weird or nerdy. When the quiet adored, the chatty ignored. Advertisements